Announcing my store, Charlie Pete!

It’s something I’ve thought about. It’s something I’d convinced myself I could never do…especially alone. Then I said, “Screw it. I’m doing it anyway!” Thus, my online store, Charlie Pete, was born!

You’ll notice that nearly everything comes in a range of sizes from 1 to 22 and S thru 3XL. This was important to me because I wanted my fellow thique sisters to feel just as fashionable, comfortable, and beautiful as those wonderful ladies who wear smaller sizes.

Charlie Pete was named after my dog and my dad. I don’t know why. I just liked the way it sounded. My dad’s handwriting is even incorporated into the logo. (Charlie’s autograph would have been but you know, he’s a dog, so there’s that.) Charlie Pete was made for those who love shopping without having to put on pants.

I invite you to please pop on over to CharliePete.com because your closet is hungry, feed its craving. Cheers to a new adventure and leaning into being uncomfortable! Holy shit. I’m a business owner?!

Unemployment & the Starbucks Bathroom

What does unemployment look like exactly? As I write this, I’m sitting at a Starbucks drinking an iced Americano (yes, it’s Winter and I still like my coffee cold, do not judge me.) I’m doing my best Carrie Bradshaw impersonation. I made sure to put on a decent outfit, do my makeup, grabbed my cute bag and rolled into “work.” Confession, I went to the closest Starbucks to my house because I feared that going any further would give me enough time to chicken out and head back home. What is up with that anyway? Oh. Right. That’s anxiety.

I got to Starbucks and scoped out the place for the perfect spot to sit. The sheer volume of thoughts and scenarios that raced through my head about where to park my behind is shameful. It wasn’t until I started typing away that I noticed I’m right next to the gosh dang bathroom. Gross. I’m having flashbacks of first grade when my teacher sat me by the bathroom and I vividly remember gagging each and every time a disgusting classmate would stroll out of there. My seat at Starbucks just isn’t going to work. This Starbucks isn’t going to work. I’m unemployed?! A freelancer?!?! Shit! Is this what life is now?!?!?!

::sigh:: Must keep it together. I’m in public after all. Ok. Focus. On what though?! Well, I suppose it’s time I file for unemployment. Is that even ok to talk about? I’m embarrassed because well, the world led me to believe I should be, but I also know I’ve made the right decisions that led me to this spot. Ok, what do I do? Where do I start? Google “unemployment.” ::face palm:: Another person just walked out of the bathroom and I pretty sure I can see the germs flying towards my face.

Google pulled up the site I needed in .02 seconds flat. All that hard work means I need to reward myself with a quick trip to Facebook. ::20 minutes later:: I shit you not, I just saw a man with a baby strapped to him walk out of the men’s bathroom. I give him credit. How the hell do you pee with a kid?! (Clearly I’m not a parent.) I guess he does have the advantage of being able to go while standing up.

Ok…focus Ellen…ugh. (But I wonder if he washed his hands.)

Well. That was easy enough. After filling out the unemployment stuff the weight of the world has been lifted off of my shoulders. Now I have facts that I can base my future decisions on, particularly in the finance department. Whoa. My anxiety made it out to be WAY worse than reality. I probably…no…I would have saved myself a lot of bullshit had I done this 5 days ago instead of procrastinting. Think I’ll learn? Probably not. But hopefully there won’t be a next time.

Here we go again. This time a lady walks out of the bathroom. Pretty sure she recognized me. ::Deletes just in case she did and reads this.::

So what’s next? I don’t know. And I’m ok not knowing. Never in my life did I think I’d say that. I’ve lived by things I “should” be doing and while it brought me moments of happiness, I can’t say I was happy. I feel like a kid graduating high school. The world is my oyster (what an awful analogy though, seriously) and every route laid out in front of me will be an adventure. Now it’s just a matter of picking which adventure I want to go on. (An ode to my childhood love of the Goosebumps novels.)

Note to self: the amount of people using the Starbucks bathroom decreases dramatically after 10am. Thoughts and prayers to the employee that gets stuck having to clean up.

Thank You & Goodbye to 100.7 The Wolf

It was a journey that moved me from Michigan to the Great Northwest and oh what a wonderful adventure it’s been. My time on the radio at 100.7 The Wolf comes to an end and I couldn’t be more grateful for the opportunities I was given over the past 6 years. Along with change comes questions and I hope the video explains everything! xo.

Try To Say, “No,” To These Faces. I Dare You!

Motley Zoo Animal Rescue

2017 was the year my dog, Charlie, and I opened our hearts to puppies looking for their forever homes. Motley Zoo Animal Rescue is a community made up of volunteers. Volunteers who give their time to run the Rock Star Treatment Daycare, foster animals that are still awaiting their forever homes, help to operate adoption events throughout the Seattle area, and help raise donations both large and small to help further their life-saving mission. Meet the 7 reasons that make me proud to be part of this community.

1. Foster Fred. Man, this guy. He’ll always be special.

2) Stan (now known as Nacho Bacon.)

3, 4 & 5) Leonard (now goes by Russell), Amy (who’s now Daisy) and Howard (who still goes by Howie!)

6 and 7) Elliot (known now as Doobie) and Michael

Fostering is the most rewarding and heartbreaking thing. I cry every time my babies go to their forever homes but they’re tears of joy because they’ll be safe and I can help more buddies. Please consider donating to Motley Zoo Animal Rescue as they are fully funded by the kindness of others like you!

VIDEO: Dad Does My Makeup

When my dad, Pete the Greek, traveled to spend the holidays with me, he had no idea I’d force him into doing something as ridiculous as this. He’s such a good sport but he’s a horrible makeup artist! Watch, laugh, and share if you enjoyed. Also, please subscribe to my YouTube Channel.

#GivingTuesday

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We know about #BlackFriday, #SmallBusinessSaturday, and #CyberMonday. But today, #GivingTuesday, is about giving money and time to others as opposed to retailers. Random acts of kindness, food drives, donating blood, time, or even money all count! Last year $117 million smackaroos was raised worldwide. So the question is: Where will YOU donate?

I’m pledging money to the GScruggs Scholarship benefitting Boys Hope Girls Hope, the organization that helped shape a man who’s brought so much to those around him, one of my nearest and dearest friends, Greg Scruggs. Many of you probably remember him as a seventh round draft pick of the Seattle Seahawks. He was part of the “failing” draft class in 2012 that would ultimately bring us a Super Bowl championship to the Great Northwest.

2012 @seahawks class at Super Bowl 49! & they gave us a F Grade.. Back to Back Super Bowls! #MakeThemNotice #HowBoutNow

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Greg’s a proud alumnae of Boys Hope Girls Hope, currently serves as their International Spokesperson, and is constantly giving back to the people that helped him. Reading his story makes me thankful because without BHGH, I wouldn’t have such a great inspiration in my own life. From silly country car sing-a-longs…

To our “Beauty & The Champ” podcast and that time he tried to do my makeup…

To the countless of hours just chatting about life and world domination. If it weren’t for the donations and kindness of those who supported Boys Hope Girls Hope in the past, we wouldn’t be blessed to have someone like Greg in this world. I’m gladly opening my pocketbook to support the Greg Scruggs Scholarship and Greg is personally matching every dollar donated this #GivingTuesday.

If you’re so inclined, make your donation to the Greg Scruggs Scholarship here and please share this post. Thank you! 🙂